[d20 Modern / 4CtF] Windy City Mutants: Genesis [PG-17]

[KitanaVorr]

Monday, 6:00pm
Lincoln High 'Dungeon', Oak Grove

Lana sighed, her thoughts returning to Lorenzo and Becca, not pleasent thoughts at all. "Not really...not too much fun at the game no. I'd rather be skating that sitting on the sidelines though. What's there to watch anyway? And why aren't you at the game?"

"Of course I'd rather be at the BoomBoomHuckJam any day over this." She sped up down the hallway, readying for her next trick, figuring Jon would have gotten dizzy by now watching her zip around him.

Her foot rested slightly on the edge of the board. Dragging her front foot straight up the board, she leapt into an ollie. As the board lifted in the air, she dragged it off the edge of the board, letting it rotate freely. The deck flips over once and she used her free foot to catch the deck, halting its movement so her front foot can stop down on it. With bang of the wheels on the ground, her feet slid into an even weight distribution and she rolled into a spin to stop.

 

[Krizzel]

Monday, 6:02pm
On the streets, South Side

The dark figure cursed as Macario broke into a run, and then hurried behind the youth, sprinting and trying to catch him. Macario felt an insane itching along his spine, as if whoever - whatever - was behind him was flaying his skin with a fiery gaze.

There are a couple of streetlights, a mail box, and a stop sign. It's too dark to see if there's anything down the alleyways. The center of the south side of the street opens into a small park. The building on the northeast corner of the intersection has a convenience store on the bottom that still has some lights on, and a flickering neon sign outside. The other buildings are all small businesses with apartments on top (and just apartment buildings next to the park).

Round One:
Macario has initiative over the dark figure. No one else is apparent on the street, no cars, nothing. There's about an inch of snow on the ground and more falling. Feel free to try anything unusual, because I'll have to let the assailant have a little leeway to have any hope of catching Macario

 

[Krizzel]

Monday, 6:05pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Groove

"Hey Stacy, Julie," Eric Bennett greeted with a goofy wave and a laugh as he walked up. Brushing some wayward wavy black hair out of his face, he sat down just in front and to the side, turning around halfway and resting his elbow on the bleacher behind him. "How's the game? Or is it the cheerleading you're watching?" Eric grinned. "The handstands are pretty kickin' - looks fun to try."

 

[Krizzel]

Monday, 6:05pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

"Did you have any special 'nice' in mind or were you waiting for the boy to pick the 'nice' instead?"

Becca merely looked at him calmly for a long moment, and then one auburn brow rose just slightly. "Didn't I tell you I like surprises?" She didn't quite settle into his arm, but she didn't pull away either.

 

[Shalimar]

Monday, 6:05pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Groove

"Hey Stacy, Julie," Eric Bennett greeted with a goofy wave and a laugh as he walked up. Brushing some wayward wavy black hair out of his face, he sat down just in front and to the side, turning around halfway and resting his elbow on the bleacher behind him. "How's the game? Or is it the cheerleading you're watching?" Eric grinned. "The handstands are pretty kickin' - looks fun to try."

"Hi Eric," she says gracing him with a smile as he approaches. She considers his questio for a moment the smiles and nods. "Both actually. I'm gonna be a cheerleader, so I do need to know how to do all of that stuff, but I also want to support the team." she says pointing at her glitter, short skirt and turtleneck in school colors, and temporary tatoos.

She moves her hands as the cheer-leaders were moving theirs. "Give me an E, give me an R, give me an I, give me a C. What's that spell?" See, I already have a lot of it down she says grinning at him and Julie, "I can spell."

 

[Keia]

Monday, 6:05pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

"Fair enough," Lorenzo said, smiling and still whispering conspiratorially, "I'm sure this 'boy' will have a nice surprise in mind. Just how late are you allowed to be out on a school night?"

Lorenzo will drop the arm draped on her shoulder to his side as he slides back to his spot, making the arm around the shoulder bit all about the conspiracy and whispering. Zo scans the gym as his mind races for ideas for something to do tonight, something special and a surprise. Spotting a guy in a Grizzlies jersey, he comes up with an idea. Are they playing tonight on Monday night football? Now, the trouble would be getting great seats (special seats, maybe by a national television camera, or a loge) at the last minute - but he would worry about that when the second half started.

 

[loxmyth]

Monday, 6:02pm
On the streets, South Side

Macario's blood pounded in his ears as he ran for his life. He interpreted the burning of his back as the side affects of his condition - great time for that to start acting up! - and ignored it best he could.

His mind raced - how would he get out of this? Where could he go? For a moment he considered the park and then discarded it: who knows what was waiting there in the shadows. Similarly, he couldn't be sure if any of the other alleyways contained more There were lights at the convenience store across the street; and that is where he headed, looking for anything he could throw back in his path to slow down his pursuer. If his pursuer catches up, he'll start to zig-zag back and forth, trying to keep his smaller and hopefully nimbler frame out of the stranger's clutches.

 

[Krizzel]

Monday, 6:05pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Groove

She moves her hands as the cheer-leaders were moving theirs. "Give me an E, give me an R, give me an I, give me a C. What's that spell?" See, I already have a lot of it down she says grinning at him and Julie, "I can spell."

Eric laughed lightly with a grin. "Wow - the English Department will be proud." He smiles for a moment and then his eyes bulge with a sudden realization. "Hey, actually that's an idea - you should get the cheerleaders to come to academic events. How come only the sports teams get support? What about debate team, chess club, JETS...? That would be cool."

Julie seemed a bit skeptical, shrugging. "Maybe," she allowed, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

 

[Shalimar]

Stacy

Monday, 6:05pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Groove

Eric laughed lightly with a grin. "Wow - the English Department will be proud." He smiles for a moment and then his eyes bulge with a sudden realization. "Hey, actually that's an idea - you should get the cheerleaders to come to academic events. How come only the sports teams get support? What about debate team, chess club, JETS...? That would be cool."

Stacy looks to Julie at Eric's question and listens to her doubtful answer. "I hope we can." she says giving him an even more friendly smile then she had before. She reaches up and back taking her hair from the school-colored scrunchie. She shakes her head to free up her hair and let it flow around her shoulders. Once she has gathered her hair back up into a pony-tail she slipped it back up from her wrist.

Stacy touches her finger tip lightly to Eric's shoulder to get his attention. "So what part of the project did you want to work on tonight?"

 

[Krizzel]

Monday, 6:05pm
Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove

"Fair enough," Lorenzo said, smiling and still whispering conspiratorially, "I'm sure this 'boy' will have a nice surprise in mind. Just how late are you allowed to be out on a school night?"

Sighing, Becca stood up to stretch. "Well, that depends on what you think you can talk my dad into this time," she explained, her lips curving slightly. "Normally a school night is nine'o'clock." She crossed her arms beneath her breasts, giving Lorenzo a measuring look. "Too bad the game isn't over right now."